[This sure happened a lot for mere friends, yes. Even for friends with benefits, it hasn't been that long since the elevator, and yet here they are, in the same position as last time - perhaps with less violence committing against one another, hopefully. He wonders if it's the environment of the resort that kept putting them in this position, but he rather think he's pulled by Monika rather than anything else in this moment. They are doing this because they both wanted to and not because of whatever stupid third party demanding or directing them to have sex. No aphrodisiac. No eyes on them. No other souls watching. Not even influenced by alcohol.
Just them alone, allowing their own desires guide them.]
Nothing. [What lies. He's staring at the sole reason that causes his current emotional state] Heh, they wouldn't believe you, anyway. No one can imagine someone like me crying.
[Why, of course he's going to keep firing back, though he's no longer as irritated (still is slightly) by her picking on him.
What he's finding out that he enjoys with her so far is her fingers brushing along his lips. The feeling of her soft skin brushing against the avatar's lips, able to taste her with his tongue poking out, and, if she didn't pull the finger away, would suckle on it inside his mouth.
Her towel comes loose and her bare breasts are showing in full glory. Yet his eyes are more focused on her face, particularly her eyes, staring deep into each other. With the light shining behind her, it's as if she's an angel who came to him in his most vulnerable to keep him under her embrace and provide him the warmth he's been secretly searching for deep down.
Lost in each other's lips again, he kisses back just as fiercely, pressing as deep as he can possibly go.
Once the kiss ended, Soundwave breaths out a pleased sigh. He had calmed his cock down while climbing up the stairs, but with her straddling him once again, it's throbbing under the bodysuit, needy once more... Hm, maybe he should remove his clothes when Monika herself is fully naked. And so, he does that-- without the hassle of removing them, his clothes all disintegrate into pixels, leaving him as bare as Monika.
After all, she wants him to show all of him to her, right?]
Ah... But- [If they are really continuing down this path. If they are going beyond kissing--] My real body. I am still outside your room.
[What will it be? Will she let him suffer outside while they both enjoy each other like last night? Or invite him inside where he'll.... Probably deactivated, so he can fully focus on controlling over the avatar.]
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Just them alone, allowing their own desires guide them.]
Nothing. [What lies. He's staring at the sole reason that causes his current emotional state] Heh, they wouldn't believe you, anyway. No one can imagine someone like me crying.
[Why, of course he's going to keep firing back, though he's no longer as irritated (still is slightly) by her picking on him.
What he's finding out that he enjoys with her so far is her fingers brushing along his lips. The feeling of her soft skin brushing against the avatar's lips, able to taste her with his tongue poking out, and, if she didn't pull the finger away, would suckle on it inside his mouth.
Her towel comes loose and her bare breasts are showing in full glory. Yet his eyes are more focused on her face, particularly her eyes, staring deep into each other. With the light shining behind her, it's as if she's an angel who came to him in his most vulnerable to keep him under her embrace and provide him the warmth he's been secretly searching for deep down.
Lost in each other's lips again, he kisses back just as fiercely, pressing as deep as he can possibly go.
Once the kiss ended, Soundwave breaths out a pleased sigh. He had calmed his cock down while climbing up the stairs, but with her straddling him once again, it's throbbing under the bodysuit, needy once more... Hm, maybe he should remove his clothes when Monika herself is fully naked. And so, he does that-- without the hassle of removing them, his clothes all disintegrate into pixels, leaving him as bare as Monika.
After all, she wants him to show all of him to her, right?]
Ah... But- [If they are really continuing down this path. If they are going beyond kissing--] My real body. I am still outside your room.
[What will it be? Will she let him suffer outside while they both enjoy each other like last night? Or invite him inside where he'll.... Probably deactivated, so he can fully focus on controlling over the avatar.]